I’m currently sitting in an airport. I been up since 4 AM and currently on my first cup of coffee. This day could potentially be the longest one ever, but I don’t care; I’m West Coast bound.
Despite a semester traveling throughout Europe during my sophomore year at school, my travels in the United States have been limited to the East Coast. Except for one memorable trip to Chicago, I haven’t explored my own country very far. Today that changes. In less than thirty minutes I will be on a plane to Las Vegas.
Sometimes the best decisions are the ones made spontaneously. Feeling a strong desire for an escape, this past May, I started paying more attention to my weekly travel deal emails. One week a particular deal caught my eye: roundtrip airfare and three-night stay in Las Vegas. Having put a West Coast Visit on my 2014 Bucket List, I shot an email to a friend with the similar subject line, “Vegas?”. The response was almost immediate: “When?!”
So the “when” is now. My overpacked bag is checked and I’m sitting in the terminal with my laptop counting down the minutes to takeoff. The five-hour flight will have me in Vegas by 9:30 AM and down by the strip before 11 AM. On the itinerary: eating, poolside lounging and making friends with strangers. It’s a much-needed period of relaxation with the promise of lots of adventure and stories.
Even if this trip keeps me from running and means I’m running Saturday’s 18-mile SLR jet lagged, it will be worth. They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but I know I won’t be able to keep all of it a secret.
When I left Florida yesterday afternoon, it was 75 degrees in Orlando. According to this Website, the warm, comfortable air temperatures made it ideal iced coffee weather.
When I arrived in D.C. last night, it was a cool, jacket-required 48 degrees —definitely not iced coffee weather. Continue reading →
I have to admit: going into this week I anticipated that my diet would be on carb-overload. Staying with my Italian relatives, I figured that most of my meals would consist of oversized portions of bread and pasta. Although I have nothing against these food items, especially since I shun the pasta bar at the school dining hall and D.C.’s Italian food scene is nothing like that grandma used to make, a part of me was relieved to see some diversity in my diet during my first few days of vacation.
Like most foodies, I go through periods of food obsessions, and right now my obsession is grapefruit. In the drawer of my aunt’s freezer is nearly half a dozen plump grapefruit waiting to be segmented and juiced. For the past few days, my morning meal has been as simple as cutting up the citrus, sprinkling with sugar and finished with a couple of slices of jam-slathered toast. Even if grapefruit has a reputation as a diet food, I don’t see anything wrong with enjoying it all the time.
Of late, it seems that any break on the academic calendar could not come soon enough. Last winter, I had five papers and one sit-down exam standing between me and winter break, and this past week I had a to-do with countless things tasks and lots of added stresses making me extremely anxious for a vacation.
While some readers might not get the reference in the opening sentence, I thought that the Georgetown’s Fight Song fit well in these circumstances. Yes, readers, it has been a very long time since last we met.
In my last post, nearly a month and a half ago, I wrote about my gelatin-wrecked vegetarian diet and my resolution to start anew. Since that time much has happened.
Like the fall semester, the spring term has been equally, if not more, busy. Once again taking a full courseload, I am also working my job at school, commuting to an internship and juggling various extracurricular activities. In light of this, I have come to the realization that 24 hours in a day are just not enough. WIth so much on plate, my resolution for weekly blogging became like the decadent dessert calling my name on the counter. Unfortunately, with so much else weighing me down, giving in to the temptation of blogging would have only put me behind on the things I actually needed to do. Continue reading →
I am very much a list person. To-do lists, shopping lists, bucket lists; you name it, I list it. Oftentimes in the mornings I will sit down with a pen and notebook and make lists of all the things I aim to accomplish during the day. Other times, I will write up lists of things I need to remember. I credit this somewhat obsessive, hyper organized habit to my gold personality.
I know it has been nearly five months since I sat down to blog, and there really is no excuse for it. These past five months have been some of the most challenging, amazing and rewarding times in my life, but writing that does little to relieve the fact that I did not share these experiences. Although I did contribute to the food blogging world with my posts for Small Kitchen College, I failed to keep up-to-date on my own personal blog. This failure is something I resolve to change in 2012.Continue reading →